3.27.2009

The Need




The memory of his taste teases her mind.

The little sounds she makes that say she wants more. She needs it. It makes her dizzy.

The little moans let the secret out... wet, dripping, slippery...before his fingers slide down over her mound to curl up between her lips.

He spreads her legs, his hands firmly under her gorgeous ass and sinks his tongue deep inside her until his face is wet with her sex. Trembling under his mouth, pushing against it, wanting more, wanting it harder, riding a wave of pleasure that sets off starbursts in the middle of her being, radiating out like sunshine.

Thinking about it makes her tummy do somersaults. She needs hard cock deep inside, pounding. She wants his cream on her face.

It's all so beautiful. It's all so erotic. It's all so amazing.

3.19.2009

Your Signature Scent.


"If I were your lover" he said, "my fingers would trace your skin, mapping your responses, marveling in your reactions. I'd be doing it all the time. Not by choice...I'd just have to."

The little smiles, the tilt of her head, the changes in her breathing....it's all just glorious for a man to see, smell, touch...and taste.

Her scent on his fingers...her personal perfume... slippery... then musky... finally fading on his skin the next day...is addictive.

Men love the scent of their woman. Each woman's musk is like a snowflake; unique, the fingerprint of desire.

I'd like you to try something...

After your shower tomorrow morning, before you dress, take a few moments to use your fingers...

Think about his fingers tracing your skin slowly to your pussy lips, where they stroke and tease until you are tingling, wet and wanting to slip inside, down to that place where your special perfume pools.

When your fingers are wet...run them down your neck on each side from your earlobe to your collarbone.

Then dip for some more and apply it to your wrists, behind your knees and inside your elbows.

Maybe just a little on your nipples, just for him...

When your pulse-points are scented with your musk, continue with your daily routine.

Be mindful of the way men react to you...there are lots of men you see every day at work or in your travels.

See if you notice any difference in the way they interact. Do they get closer? Are they friendlier? Do you think your musk is secretly affecting the way they think of you?

And how about you? Check in with yourself a couple of times a day and ask yourself if you feel more sensual, sexier, a little nervous in a good way?

When men get a little closer, do you wonder if it is it because of your musk...or because you feel more attractive?

Try it for several days in a row...use more if you don't see any difference. Use less if you think they are paying too much attention...but make it your routine for a week and see how it feels.

Maybe it will become your Secret Weapon for special dates... or your signature scent.

And if you want...drop me a line and tell me how it makes you feel to wear your most intimate perfume in public. I'd love to know.

Enjoy.

I'd like to erouse you.

Words can turn you on...it's a beautiful thing.

In the spirit of sharing that beauty...erousal... open letters as an exercise in arousal.

If these posts help brighten your day; if you look forward to reading them; if they make you feel like someone cares about you as a sensual, erotic being; if they turn you on for a little while and give you something to think about when you're alone...erousal succeeds.

he writer(s) will remain anonymous, but you can think of them any way you like, give any name that suits your fancy...your fantasies...like having a secret admirer, without any of the fuss or bother of a real lover.

Please feel free to comment and if you feel a tingle, don't keep erousal all to yourself; let your friends know how to get here. Spread your legs, then spread the word.

Enjoy.